Conor gave a little wave, but came no closer. "Long enough," he answered. "Though trust me, this is far from the worst thing I've seen over the past two days. A girl's gotta eat, right? And this is what that time is for, that's what Kennet said. Letting the darker natures out."
Conor tried to do his best not to judge people. He'd seen and done a lot of shit in 400 years, it wasn't his place to remark on anyone's choice of meals or activities.
"Does it help?" he asked, gesturing at the stroller.